“Diamond—”
Before I could get the next word out, the bitch ass officer grabbed my arm, forced me around and slammed me into the wall.
“Lord, what the fuck is you doin’?!” I barked.
“You’re under arrest.”
“For what?!”
“Wreckless endangerment…”
“What, nigga?” I snapped, doing my best to look at him but he had his forearm in the back of my neck.
“The shooting at the concert put the lives of a lot of people in danger.”
“I wasn’t the one shootin’, Lord.” I argued.
“Doesn’t matter.”
“Yeah, the fuck it does.” I chuckled. “You ain’t got shit on me, so you tryin’ it with this bullshit.”
“You can’t do this!” Diamond started going off as soon as she opened her door. “He didn’t do anything!”
She was trying to grab me and pull me toward her, but the officer pushed her hands off, asking her to go back inside, hell I was too, but her little ass was refusing. She was snapping so bad some of her neighbors had come out to see what was going on too.
“He was performing! He didn’t shoot anybody! You can’t arrest him!”
“You see him in cuffs, don’t you?” he smugly replied.
“No—”
“Diamond, if I have to ask you to step back inside again, I will arrest you for interfering with a police investigation.”
“Fuck you, Collin!” she snapped. “I know what this is about! Tristan already told me that you discussed the details ofallof your investigations with him, so if Makhai goes down so do you.”
Oh, they know each other?
When he called her by her name, I didn’t think too much of it since he heard me say the shit, but hell, I didn’t even know the officer’s name.
“Take your ass back inside!” he roared, and I elbowed his ass in the mouth for the shit.
“Don’t be yellin’ at my girl, Lord.” I spat, glaring down at him because he was now rolling around on the ground as he held his face. “Now yo’ bitch ass got a reason to take me to jail.”
“Baby—”
“Go in, Diamond.” I cut her off. “I’m good, I promise I am.
“But—”
“Baby, go in.” I pleaded. “I’m gon’ call you as soon as I get the chance.”
I could tell that she wanted to object, but she didn’t. Instead, she tossed her arms around my neck to hug me. It was killing me not to be able to hug her back or to wipe her tears when she was crying for the second time today because of some shit that I’d done.
“Sh-should I call your mom?”
“Naw, it’s straight.” I shook my head. It was gon’ fuck with me enough knowing that my girl was crying, but if my mama got to worrying and shit, it was gon’ be bloodshed for real. “Go in and wait for me to hit you. I’m gon’ call as soon as I can, aight?”
“Okay,” she sniffled. “I love you.”
